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Chapter 289
Yan Congzhi was a person who did not care much about food. Ever since he was able to support himself, he never paid any attention to anything that looked unhygienic or unsafe.
The housekeeper put on her glasses and looked at it carefully, then said with certainty:
"Don't worry, sir. I can definitely make grilled sausages that are a hundred times more delicious than those sold at roadside stalls."
The aunt in Yan Cong's house was very good at cooking and had some cooking certificates. She was sent to the door by the second-in-command of the province after he solved the problem. Aunt Wang came and finally rescued the man from the meal that was maintaining his vital signs.
The boss never commented on her cooking skills, never ordered dishes, and never made requests. The job was easy, but it lacked a sense of value. Finally, an opportunity came, and Aunt Wang decided to show off her skills.
"Tomorrow?"
Yan Congzhi nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
"I should, it's not that hard."
Aunt Wang went to prepare tomorrow's shopping list with great ambition, while Yan Congzhi took the elevator to the master bedroom on the second floor.
The man moved back to the bed without any help from others. His left leg was long and healthy, with firm muscles, while his right leg was empty below the joint. But in fact, if he got used to using crutches, it would be much more convenient in life than using a wheelchair.
However, there are not many opportunities for him to get up and move in life. In order to keep his muscles from atrophying, he has professionals come to his home regularly to help with rehabilitation. Yan Congzhi has been practicing Taoism for many years in his original world and has never forgotten the morning lessons, but it is just a simplified version.
The man sat in the tidy and empty bedroom for a while and picked up his phone again.
There were actually many messages on WeChat, but Yan Congzhi only replied politely and never opened any of them.
After reading Geng Zhu's detailed report, the man put the familiar face at the top.
Yan Congzhi:
[Have you arrived at school?]
Ni Yangzhou had just thrown away the sausage skewer and felt hungry again, so he tore open a bag of instant noodles to fill his stomach when he remembered the notification tone of his cell phone.
The young man held the seasoning packet in his mouth and typed:
[arrive.]
Ni Yangzhou thought back on his performance today and was not very satisfied. He felt that he did not show the charm of a young man.
And that last fall made me feel like my brain and brain were out of sync. I wonder if it will affect the master-disciple relationship that I hope will soon deteriorate.
Ni Yangzhou took advantage of the break to retrieve the information he had collected before on how to capture a man's heart.
Holding the mobile phone in one hand and pouring water from the thermos in the other, there was a loud noise outside the door and the hot water poured onto the young man's hands.
"Fuck! Old Ni, are you okay?"
Pan Wu walked in from the dormitory door where he was almost knocked away. Seeing that the young man's hand was red, he quickly dragged him to flush the water.
Ni Yangzhou reacted quickly and stood up in time, otherwise his pants would have been damaged.
The young man took two or three steps to the bathroom and rinsed his hands with cold water. As he rinsed, he said, "Why did you come back tonight and still be angry? Are you going to take it out on me?"
Pan Wu was very embarrassed and kept apologizing:
"No, no, no, no, no, it's my fault. How dare I vent my anger on you? I still have to hug your strong thighs!"
Ni Yangzhou's injury wasn't serious, the hot water was already prepared yesterday, but it looked a little creepy, so he wasn't angry: "You can't take it out on the door, our dormitory building even has iron doors that were inherited from our ancestors. Paying for one is a small matter, but if you kick a door, the dorm manager will come to your bedside and cry every day."
It would have been better if he hadn't said this. As soon as he finished speaking, Ni Yangzhou turned his head and saw that Pan Wu, who was carrying a sports bag, looked very scary. It was rare for the young man to see panic on the face of the big man.
"No way? Is there really a man crying in front of your window?"
Pan Wu's face looked gloomy, with deep dark circles under his eyes. He looked up at the young man and said nothing.
As soon as he saw the look, Ni Yangzhou knew that there was something wrong.
"Human? Or... a ghost?"
Ni Yangzhou immediately remembered what his third brother had said - you can't see ghosts, and unless something unexpected happens, your personal safety shouldn't be in danger.
The young man felt that an accident was about to happen.
Ni Yangzhou turned off the faucet, not caring about the red back of his hand, and pulled the big man's backpack to the lower bunk.
The young man tried to look sincere:
"Old Pan, if you have anything to say, you can tell me. At least we can discuss something. I've noticed that you haven't been in a good mood lately. I can see it. At the very least, one more person means one more idea. It's better than worrying alone."
Ni Yangzhou exhaled slowly and said seriously, "Besides, I know a person who makes a living in the underworld. He is very powerful and may be able to help."
He would definitely be able to help. Nowadays, all the masters rely on Feng Shui to donate buildings to universities, so exorcising ghosts and evil spirits should be no problem at all. Ni Yangzhou didn't think about it at all and directly pulled Yan Congzhi into his camp.
Pan Wu originally didn't intend to involve his roommates at school in the troubled affairs at home, but since Ni Yangzhou said so and was concerned about him, the big guy then recounted his experiences of the past two days with a sad face.
"Old Ni, I..."
Ni Yangzhou looked at the other party with a firm and encouraging gaze, wanting to see a task scroll that was about to unfold.
Pan Wu received the encouragement and continued:
"It's not the old man crying, it's the child crying."
The big guy rubbed his eyes:
"As soon as it was past midnight, he started crying, and his voice was quite loud."
Ni Yangzhou was stunned, thinking, what's going on, there are duplicate copies? The author of the world has no more tricks, even this is reused?
The young man asked quietly, "Just crying? Did you say anything? Where were you crying?"
These questions inexplicably gave Pan Wu goosebumps.
He answered slowly while recalling:
"Just crying. She didn't say anything. I think it was in the corridor, or ..."
The big guy clenched his sleeves:
"Or in my house."